Rating: M; sex, language, fluff.

Pairing: ShinoXKiba

Disclaimer: I don't own Shino, Kiba, Naruto, or Shikamaru (Naruto and Shikamaru are not actually in it; they're simply mentioned). After all, what idiot would seriously try to say they owned the characters? I'm sure they're expensive…

Warnings: Shmex. Detailed shmex. I'm not used to writing in third perspective, so if you notice anywhere in the fiction that there's an "I", please tell me so I can fix it.

Author's Notes: Dudes... I just went through printing this all out in the same font FFN uses (Verdana), in point 8 font size. It took 30 pages. Woot. But sad. I'm fixing all the typos (I'm not a perfect writer, as I'm only fixing the lines that are missing words, missing italics, removing italics, and so forth).

It was a boring day, having nothing exciting going on. No fairs, no accidents, no murders, no rain, nothing. It wasn't even warm enough to go swimming down at the river nearby. This was surely enough to depress someone so active as Inuzuka Kiba. He enjoyed being outside—inside was too boring!

"Kiba," said his sister, Hana, "why don't you help me take care of the dogs?"

Kiba growled in irritation. "Because I don't want to. I'm sick of not having anything to do."

"Well, Kiba," she said, closing her eyes, "I can't give you much help. You're sixteen—you've got imagination. Go think of something to do."

"Yeah, yeah," he said, shrugging it off. His sister wasn't very helpful today. Sighing, he set his arm upright on the table and plopped his head onto his open palm, his fingers closing comfortably around his chin. I wonder what Shino's doing right now? He wondered that silently to himself as he looked out the window.

Hana shook her head. For such an energetic and lively boy, he was awfully listless…

"Kiba?"

He didn't bother to look at his sister.

"Why don't you see how Shino and Hinata are doing? I'm sure one of them isn't doing anything either."

He looked at her, his face lifting slightly. "Really?" There has to be a catch…

She nodded. "Yes. Just please, don't be a burden to their parents. I'm sure the last thing they need is a rambunctious teenager who can't settle down."

"Hey!" he said, clearly offended by this accusation. "I may not be as mature and calm-headed as Shino, but damn it—I'm no puppy!"

"I wasn't accusing you of being anything," she said in her defense. "You shouldn't be so quick to judge—it could get you in serious trouble."

"Sorry, sis," he mumbled.

"It's fine," she said, quickly shrugging the entire thing off. "Just… don't be so quick next time. You should listen to everything before you speak."

"Sure," he said in response, not entirely sure on how to respond.

"Now," she said, with a wave of her hand, "go see one of your teammates."

"'Kay!" He was out the door in a flash.

There was a whine. Hana looked down in curiosity—Akamaru was still here. She furrowed her brows in confusion--it's a bit strange that Kiba would leave his best friend behind. He looked up at her, giving her a pleading look. She only shook her head.

"Sorry, pup," she said, "but I guess you're not going anywhere. Come on," she said with a wave of her hand. "You can work with me."

Along is way to Shino's house, Kiba realized that he'd forgotten to take Akamaru with him. However, he wasn't entirely sure if he should have taken him along anyway. Kiba had had a crush on Shino for the longest time, and he was planning on trying to make a move on him. If anything, he was hoping to at least get some sort of rise out of his stoic friend…

When he made it to Shino's, he hesitantly knocked on the door. He would prefer Shino open the door to his father. That would be rather awkward. He knew it wasn't anything against Shino's father, it's just… it was just a really awkward and embarrassing situation to be in. Especially if Shino's parents had no idea why he came over in the first place.

He heard the door open and immediately flinched, expecting someone other than Shino to open the door. But surely enough, his friend was standing on the other side of the door.

"Kiba," he said. "What are you doing?"

"I…" Kiba tried to find the right thing to say without sounding suspicious. "I just wanted to see what's up."

"Oh." It was too vague a statement for Shino to really come to conclusion, but that didn't mean that he wouldn't keep his eye on Kiba's actions. He was hesitant—that meant he was aiming for a bigger goal than to see 'what's up'. Also, despite the fact that it was vague, it meant that maybe Kiba wasn't entirely sure what to say. Though, like any smart ninja, he could've though of at least thought of something to better hide the fact that he was holding something behind his back. "Come in."

Kiba was instantly relieved, partly because Shino didn't question him any further than he thought he would. Something's up… he thought. It's not like him to leave anything at just 'hello'. Why isn't he asking me anything? This was brought up by the fact that Shino was usually an observant fellow; and, when prodded enough, he would ask for someone to elaborate more on the scenario that was at hand. Instead, he'd simply shrugged it off like it was no big deal, a kid getting a crumb on his arm. And this confounded Kiba to no end. He decided to speak up, not so much to ask why his friend hadn't questioned him like he thought, but the question he'd asked himself.

"Shino?"

The boy didn't respond. So Kiba went on.

"Is… this a bad time? 'Cause, I can leave if you want—"

"If this were a bad time, then I wouldn't have asked you to come in," the boy interrupted, though his tone wasn't in the least bit rude or irritated.

Oh… you're good, Kiba thought to himself. "Well, I guess that's true. But still, you could've just been polite."

"Hm," he said, dismissing it before he'd even spoken. "That's possible, but not true."

Kiba wasn't sure if Shino had just insulted him like his sister had, but it sure felt like. He thought about fighting back, but he remembered what his sister had told him, and instantly, he thought about it. If he tried to fight back, his comeback would've been something along the lines of 'just being a jerk instead', but he knew he'd lose if he said that. Shino would've fought—shrugged, actually—back with a statement that said 'I wasn't acting like a jerk, though'. So Kiba just decided to let it slide for now. He still needed to find a way to come onto his friend.

Sometime during his argument, Shino was well already placed on the couch, claiming his spot.

"Kiba, are you all right?"

Shino's voice brought Kiba back to reality. He shook his head rapidly, earning him a confused look from his friend, and he simply said no. "No, it's nothing," he assured. Shino arched his eyebrow in disbelief.

"You're acting strange, Kiba," he said in conclusion.

He merely shrugged in response before plopping himself onto Shino's couch, once again receiving a look from Shino.

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine"—he turned to face Shino—"Really."

For some reason, I don't believe you, Inuzuka Kiba. Something's up and you're not telling me.

"Hello—?" Kiba chimed in, dragging out the 'o' of the word. "Earth to Shino. Come back to reality, earth needs you."

Shino blinked. He looked at Kiba. "I'm fine," he stated simply.

Kiba chuckled. "Really?" He wasn't buying it. "You're not acting like yourself."

Should I say something else? Kiba wondered. I don't want it to be out of the blue… but still, he's not exactly leaving any openings for me to attack… I'll have to either think of something, or sit around and wait for an opportunity.

"Kiba."

Shino's voice brought him back. This was getting ridiculous. Shino shouldn't have to keep calling his friend's name in order to bring him back to reality. He was really starting to wonder what was going on with Kiba. What were his intentions? When he first greeted Kiba at the doorway, he was hesitant and almost searching for a reason to go home. Now, he was spacing out periodically, almost routinely. Something was up, and Shino was going to get to the bottom of it.

"What's up?"

"Huh?" The look Kiba gave was dumbfounded. He hadn't the slightest clue as to what Shino was trying to claw at. There's nothing wrong… Seriously, Shino—What's with you? "Nothing."

"I don't buy that, Inuzuka Kiba."

"Whoa." This was offensive beyond all measures. It was one thing for his sister to say something about his immaturity; it was another thing for Shino to verbally corner him; but that was completely uncalled for. He jolted off the couch and stared at his 'friend' angrily, assuming he'd just declared war. "Now look—how long have we known each other? We've been on the same squad from the beginning. Since when did you start referring to me like that!? You act like we've just met! Now all of a sudden I'm not your friend?"

"Kiba, calm down," Shino said calmly.

"Why!?" He was fuming.

"I say that because something is wrong," he replied. "You're not acting like yourself and it concerns me. I want to know what's wrong. I wouldn't have referred to you so formally if there wasn't anything wrong."

At this point, Kiba had calmed down a little bit. He was listening a bit better than before, but he couldn't think of anything to say. "So…" he huffed. "What do you want me to say?" He showed his palms out in defense, as if to say 'I'm waiting, jerk-off.'

"Tell me what's wrong," Shino replied with ease. "When I answered the door, you were acting nervous. You've been spacing out since you got here. Something's up for you to be thinking so much."

Again, Kiba felt as though another insult was aimed at his ego. People just had no respect for the poor dog-lover today and it was starting to wear on his nerves. Shino seemed to catch this immediately.

"No, I'm not trying to insult you," he responded with a shake of his head. "You're very rash when it comes to things. It's not like you to seriously think…"

"You don't know that," Kiba protested. "It's just my business about what I think about, not yours."

"If you want to be with someone, you'll have to let them in."

"Why's that?"

"Because," he said matter-of-factly, "how can you expect to have a serious commitment if you don't let that person in? You can't just keep your thoughts to yourself—it isn't fair to the person who cares about you most."

Kiba was very much in awe, and also very much in guilt. It was surprising for Shino to say a whole lot in just one time. But he was also right, and this made Kiba feel rather stupid for even trying to make such a protest. If anything, Kiba would poke and prod until he finally got his partner to tell him what was wrong. He was acting hypocritical, and he wasn't too fond of hypocrisy.

I feel like a jerk… He thought. He's right, as usual, and I'm wrong. As usual. Man, could this get any worse!?

"Kiba."

Kiba looked at his friend, not so much in anger anymore, but more sternly. He was standing his ground, his tail up, his teeth bared. He would fight back—he was tired of people shooting him down.

"I'm not an idiot."

Kiba flinched. He cocked his head to the side like a bird and gave his friend a look of complete stupidity and confusion. "What? When did I ever call you an idiot?"

Shino sighed and shook his head. "No," he said, "that's not what I meant."

"Then what, then?" Kiba asked, showing his palms to signal his impatience.

"You should hide your emotions better," he said simply.

Again, Kiba was taken back. Damn… guess he's smarter than I thought… Oh, of course he's smarter than that! I should try hiding my emotions better… But I don't want to be as emotionless as him. My best friend is a dog for pity's sake! He has bugs… He shows so much love for them. 'Here, take my chakra—in return, you'll work for me!' Yeah, that shows love and compassion for his pets… Kiba sighed. This is hopeless. I'm arguing with myself over something stupid and childish. Maybe if I play dumb, he'll explain it better… I don't want to jump to any conclusions just yet. "Huh? What do you mean, Shino?" he asked, he kept his stern face, though now it was only a façade.

"You're not stupid, Kiba," Shino shot back, almost angrily. "Your face isn't that hard to read. You were thinking just a few seconds ago. I don't think you're as oblivious as you're putting on right now."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Kiba protested, trying to keep his façade up. He was determined to wean the truth out of his friend, no matter how stupid he had to make himself appear.

"Yes, you do."

"Oh, really? If that's true, then why am I asking you?"

"Good question. Stop trying to act so stupid."

"Oh, so now you think I'm too stupid to comprehend anything you say unless I stop pretending to be stupid? Is that it?"

"No, Kiba, that's not what I said at all." Thoroughly fed up with his friend's attitude, Shino sat up. "Kiba," he said, his voice sounding harsh, cold, and something else Kiba couldn't identify. "Go home. I'm not going to put up with you when you're acting like this."

Kiba was hurt—Shino had just basically kicked him out! "But…" I love you…

Shino's face was stern as he looked his friend in the eye. He crossed his arms to prove that he was serious about what he'd just said to Kiba. Kiba was hurt, and he certainly wasn't going to hide that from his face. There were times where a ninja had to be void of emotions, but not this time. He wanted to show Shino his true feelings, but he hadn't intended for all this madness to ensue. He wasn't trying to anger Shino--much less get himself kicked out. But Kiba's attitude had gotten him in trouble once more. He was terrified that he might just lose his chance at getting Shino.

However, instead of trying anything--anything to drag the situation out--Kiba simply turned around and walked towards the door. He didn't bother to turn to see Shino's face, most likely still looking at him with that angry, stern look; it'd just break Kiba's heart to pieces. He opened the door and left without saying another word, hardly expecting anything more from Shino.

Great, Kiba thought. I just ruined everything with Shino. Damn… I don't know if I can bring myself to try again. It's not like I blurted it out to him while we were arguing, but… maybe he's already aware of the feelings I have for him. As scary a thought as it was for Kiba to possibly have to admit, he was determined to at least get to say it. It didn't matter if it was obvious enough that Shino could read him--he had to say it in order to feel like he'd actually gotten his feelings out.

He wanted to go back inside to tell Shino how he felt, but he'd already left. Granted they weren't great terms, but still… He was outside of Shino's house. How awkward would it be if Kiba just decided to knock on the door to have Shino answer it? He really didn't think Shino would have forgiven him so quickly. But… has Shino ever been the type of person to actually hold grudges?

Kiba wanted to know, but feared that he couldn't figure that one. And the longer it took him to gain the courage, the more he realized that he would never initially pull through. Gathering up all the courage he could muster and pulling himself together, he turned around and knocked on the door, his heart pounding in his head with every second that ticked away.

Shino opened the door, as to be expected, but his face wasn't nearly as friendly and welcoming as his prior face. "Kiba," he said with an angry tone, "what are you doing here? I thought I asked you to go home."

Kiba went to say something, but something in his throat hitched and caused him to stop momentarily before recollecting himself. "I… Shino, I want…" He growled in frustration and looked to his right on the ground. Shino only looked at him, his facial expression hardly changing for the world. Not even for my world, thought Kiba.

"What, Kiba?" Shino was in no mood to play childish games.

"Will you just let me finish?" Kiba snapped back in frustration, his voice considerably higher than a regular voice level. He was sure it had caused a few heads to turn in his direction to see what the commotion was about, but he didn't care. He wanted to let Shino know how he truly felt about him. And Shino was silent, waiting for him to speak.

Kiba allowed himself to breathe, cooling himself down before he lost his temper and went wild dog on his teammate.

Had it been anybody else, Kiba was sure he would've only created an extremely awkward situation—one that would inevitably lead to the person closing the door on him. He was grateful Shino was such a stoic person. But that's what sucks about him, too. Being void of emotion meant not knowing just how Shino really felt about the situation at hand. He reminded Kiba of someone who clammed up at the worst possible times when they should be talking.

"Kiba," came Shino's cool, collected voice.

Kiba looked up, though he looked as if every muscle was required to even do so much as a simple task was painful to the very core of him. It caused Shino to flinch, though it was too quick a flinch for Kiba to swear it was there in the first place.

"Would you like to come in?" he offered. "I'd rather we didn't create a scene for the public eye to see."

Immediately, Kiba felt a surge of stupidity go through him. Of course! he complained. Leave it to me to make a scene for all the people of the Leaf to see! I'm worse than that knuckle-headed ninja… "Right…" his voice sounded less than enthusiastic.

Shino moved out of the way so Kiba could enter and closed the door behind his suddenly depressed friend. "Kiba--"

But he didn't have time to finish his sentence. Kiba had lunged at him and pushed him into the door with a tackling hug. Kiba wrapped his arms tightly around Shino's torso, daring the bug-user to just try to unlatch him. He used his chin to push Shino's turtleneck down until he'd successfully found his neck, and buried his face in the crook of it.

Shino was completely surprised by this sudden action, but for some reason, he hadn't made the slightest attempt at stopping Kiba. He wasn't sure if he should hug Kiba back, or to just simply stand there. He didn't want to hurt his friend's feelings, but it was so easy to get caught up in the moment, that he had to be sure his own feelings were in check. He pondered the situation and his feelings towards Kiba. Did they add up? His heart was beating fast, his face was hot, and he could feel Kiba's nails through the thickness of his coat, his tunic, and his mesh shirt. He wondered if he should say something-- anything--to see if this situation would continue onward, or if it would just dissipate as some memories do.

"Kiba…?" Shino turned his head to the side that Kiba's head was on and looked at his friend.

Kiba simply shook his head, his face rubbing against the bare flesh that was Shino, savoring the feeling. "I'm sorry, Shino, I…" His voice was muffled slightly as he was talking into Shino's neck, causing a sort of vibration to echo up through Shino's body.

Shino didn't say anything more, realizing that the whole situation was something done completely out of haste. One hundred percent Kiba, he thought. He wrapped one arm around Kiba and placed his other hand on the back of Kiba's head, his fingers coiling through the dog-lover's hair. Who said that just because he lived with dogs that his hair was just as coarse? If properly taken care of, a dog's fur can feel really soft.

Kiba seemed to savor this as he further tried to bury his face into the crook of Shino's neck. "Thank you…" he whispered, though he thought that it was too quiet for Shino to hear.

He heard. He turned his head to Kiba's and left a soft kiss on the younger teammate's forehead before placing his head against Kiba's.

This is really nice… thought Kiba. I just wish it didn't have so much of that romantic girl crap chicks like to watch with their friends… Still, it worked out.

He pulled his head back, but his hold on Shino didn't relinquish in the slightest. He looked his friend in the face, as his glasses were in the way, and didn't look away. Shino didn't back away, either. Kiba felt tempted to remove that mask, to see Shino's eyes and find out just how his friend felt about the situation at hand. After all, having those shades meant that it was easy to hide your emotions and fake the ones the other person thought was being felt. Kiba didn't like that. Shino was only giving him fifty percent when he needed a hundred percent.

Hesitantly, he unlatched the grip of one arm from around Shino's torso and slowly reached up to his face. He wanted to see what was behind those glasses of his. His fingers wrapped around an arm and paused. Shino didn't move. Kiba pressed onward, now fully determined to see those eyes. Slowly, he pulled them off, revealing Shino's dark brown eyes. Kiba was so much in awe that Shino hadn't resisted in the least he couldn't help but stare. He was wide-eyed and at a loss of words. Shino stared back at him, though the feeling he had of not having his glasses on made him feel as if he were walking around without his underwear.

"Shino?" Kiba looked at his friend with a mixture of different emotions in his eyes.

Shino didn't respond, only continuing to look at the smaller teammate. What an awkward situation to be in, the silent boy thought. He smiled suddenly, causing Kiba to arch his neck back and stare in disbelief. What's that look for? You want me to smile at you at some point in our lives, don't you? "What?"

Kiba shook his head. "No, nothing. You're… you're smiling."

"Do you want me to frown, then?"

"No, of course not. Takes more muscles to frown than it does to smile!" Kiba responded with a large grin his face. Oh, that's a good one, idiot, Kiba chastised. That's such an old, stupid quote. True as it is, that's just not the type of thing I wanted to say to him.

Shino chuckled at Kiba's face as the younger team member mentally argued with himself. It brought Kiba back to reality along with another dumbstruck face. He just laughed! Wow… things just keep unfolding. If this keeps up, what else is bound to come out? Kiba stopped himself--these thoughts were bringing up damaging thoughts that would surely scar him in the best way possible.

"Shino?"

"I'm not laughing at you like that," he replied softly.

Kiba shook his head. "No, that's not it… You're laughing."

Shino didn't quite understand at first, but after a second or two of pondering it, he got what Kiba was trying to say. He made a joking 'tch' sound and patted Kiba on the head, running his fingers through his hair. Shino's affectionate gesture made Kiba giggle. He felt the urge to take this just a little bit further, but he was scared. He brought his lower lip in between his teeth and began chewing on it.

Shino frowned at this and Kiba stopped immediately, though his lip still remained clamped between his teeth. "You shouldn't do that," he chastised. "If you do that too much, you'll wear the nerves in your lip and you won't have feeling in it anymore. Why are you so nervous?"

I want to kiss you. "I…"

"Say it," said Shino softly.

Kiba thought about saying it, but how awkward a question was 'I want to kiss you'? Instead of obeying Shino, Kiba brought his face closer to his, closing the gap between them, his lips gently colliding with the other's in a soft kiss.

Shino didn't move. Again, Kiba had made another situation awkward when he was just getting used to what was occurring prior to this. He couldn't close his eyes, he couldn't tighten his grip on Kiba's coat, he couldn't kiss back. It wasn't as if though he wasn't enjoying it, but… it was all so new to him that he wasn't entirely sure how to respond.

Realizing Shino hadn't made a single move, Kiba moved back sadly. He looked at his teammate with sad eyes, noting how he hadn't closed his eyes. "Shino," he said quietly, "it's rude to stare."

"I'm sorry." The reply was slightly automatic, but Shino had definitely meant it.

Kiba scoffed, though not angrily. He was sad. That wasn't the reaction he'd hoped to get out Shino at all. "It's fine," he said glumly. He let go of Shino, though Shino didn't let go of him. He looked up at his friend and asked, "Shino? Can you let me go?"

Shino shook his head and Kiba pouted. "No."

Kiba furrowed his brows. "Why?"

"You shouldn't start things if you can't finish them."

Kiba growled lightly in response. "That's not fair."

"How so?"

"Because. How was I supposed to know you weren't going to kiss me back? That's not a good motivator in case you're not aware."

Fine, if that's the game you want to play, then I'll just play it my way, thought Shino. Instead of verbally responding and playing along with Kiba's foolishness, Shino brought his face forward, brushing his lips across Kiba's, though not actually bringing any force into it. He found that Kiba rather disliked this, as it was torment for the boy; he brought his face forward to try to bring forth another kiss. But Shino wouldn't have any of it. He placed his finger on Kiba's lips, causing the dog-lover to halt.

"Shino…" he whimpered. "I hate you…"

"I love you, too, Kiba," he replied coolly, completely unaffected by the tone of Kiba's voice.

Kiba growled in frustration. "Why do you have to be so difficult?"

Shino looked at Kiba, then said, "Why must you be so hasty and childish?"

"'Cause I'm not," Kiba replied smugly.

"But you are, silly boy," Shino said. He raised a hand up to Kiba's hair, playfully messing it up once more. He lowered his face down again to leave behind a butterfly kiss on the boy's lips. Kiba complied with this joyfully, kissing him back eagerly. Kiba tilted his face as he tried to get more of Shino in the kiss, wanting something a little more than just a close-mouthed kiss. He opened his mouth, trying to coax Shino into doing the same. But Shino wouldn't have it and once again, Kiba was left pouting.

"What now?" he asked, thoroughly irritated by Shino's actions.

"My father is coming home soon," he replied. "I don't think he needs to be greeted by two sexually frustrated teenage boys…"

"Whoa, ho-ho-ho," Kiba said with a smirk on his face. "The Great Aburame gets sexually frustrated?"

"Shush, you," Shino said, gently flicking Kiba on the forehead. This earned him a look of annoyance. Shino shook his head with a smile before hoisting Kiba into his arms, carrying him to his room. Kiba held on and turned his head to see where Shino was taking him.

Shino's room was much different than Kiba had expected. Course, what he had expected was for the room to be pretty much just spotless (there was a small, blue waste basket in the corner filled two/thirds of the way). He had a bed up against the wall (with a bedpost…) with the sheets, blankets, and pillows neatly organized in--what Kiba thinks--a boring array of normality. He had a computer desk up against the wall opposite of the bed with a not-so-old computer, but not exactly entirely up-to-date. Next to the computer was a portrait of the squad. Shino, Hinata, and Kiba were in the front, whilst their sensei, Kurenai, was in the background.

Shino gently placed Kiba on his bed before he himself crawled on. He was on top of Kiba staring at him as he pushed Kiba back down onto his bed.

"Shino…?"

"Shh." Shino raised a finger up to his mouth to further exaggerate himself. He brought his hand up to the zipper of Kiba's coat and slowly began unzipping it. The slow pace was enough to cause Kiba's breathing to become heavier and slightly labored. Upon reaching the bottom, he deliberately moved his hand to graze the spot between Kiba's legs before initially removing the top layer of clothing.

"Ah…!" The motion was too quick and over too fast for Kiba, as it caught him off guard. He felt his blood run from his arms to his face and abdomen as he slumped back down even further into the bed. "Shino…"

Responsive… this could be troublesome… Shino smirked behind his turtleneck at the statement Shikamaru would usually say in predicaments he couldn't easily get himself out of.

His fingers gently ran down Kiba's torso before gripping the bottom of his mesh shirt. He felt the body beneath him writhe at the touch being so close to the growing need in his pants. He pulled the shirt up slowly, making sure to touch Kiba as much as possible before the shirt was off altogether. Kiba's breath hitched every time he felt those fingers make an intentional movement across his skin, and his face felt like it was on fire. As much as he'd wanted to be with Shino, he certainly hadn't expected things to get so heated so soon…

"Nnh… haaa…" Kiba moaned as Shino's mouth connected with his throat, sucking and nipping and kissing at it. "Shino…"

Shino ran his tongue across the bruised area of Kiba's throat before kissing it once. This earned him a grunt from the disheveled teen. He ran his fingers down Kiba's torso, twirling them in no particular pattern and occasionally stopping to fiddle with the teen's nipples, to which he would receive a shudder and a moan from Kiba.

Kiba opened his eyes partially to look at Shino through his slightly blurred vision. He as blushing furiously as he reached an arm up to grab hold of Shino's jacket, tugging at it as an indication that he wanted it off. Shino obliged almost immediately, removing the outer layer as soon as he took Kiba's hand and placed it over his head--he was sure Kiba would eventually do that anyway, so why not be prepared?

He lowered himself to give Kiba another kiss on the lips, to which Kiba, who wrapped his arms around the bug-user to pull him closer, eagerly devoured him. Shino placed his hands on both sides of Kiba's head to prevent Kiba from pulling him down completely--he didn't want to crush the boy.

"Shino…" Kiba whispered against the older boy's lips.

Shino raised a hand up to caress Kiba's hot face. Kiba leaned into it, very much enjoying the feel, but feeling terribly embarrassed. Being a virgin, thought Kiba, certainly had its cons, but at least Shino didn't seem to mind that in the least. In fact, he enjoyed the very existence of it. Kiba was pure, giving himself to Shino, and it allowed Shino to be experimental. He could learn every spot that made the boy writhe in pleasure, and he could learn the spots that weren't nearly as appealing to be touched. This sort of freedom Shino enjoyed with a passion.

"Kiba," Shino said as his hand fooled around with Kiba's torso. "What do you want?"

Kiba grunted in disapproval as he looked at Shino through half-closed eyes, trying to push as much of his irritation has possible, though failing miserably. What the hell kind of question is that? I told him I loved him and now he's asking me if I want to have sex with him? "Uh-wha…?"

"Is this really what you want? That's what I am asking you," he explained.

"I…" This was torture for him. He didn't want to talk. He just wanted to be with Shino.

"If you know the answer, then it shouldn't be too hard a question to answer."

Kiba whimpered.

"I don't think that qualifies as a legitimate answer," Shino said teasingly, enjoying the reactions he was emitting from Kiba.

"… You," he finally managed. "I want you…"

Shino smiled before leaning forward to give Kiba a passionate kiss, coaxing his mouth to open and follow his. It was sloppy, but Kiba wasn't exactly the most organized person during this sort of thing, so Shino noted. Shino ran his tongue across Kiba's lips, causing a moan. Shino took this opportunity to explore the cavern, rubbing his tongue against Kiba's causing a throaty moan to arise from the feeling. Shino felt his need twitch at the sound and had to fight back the urge to take him on that note alone. A hand crept lower and lower, down south nearby Kiba's ever-growing need. Kiba's face became distorted as he braced himself for Shino's fingers. However, much to his chagrin, the bug-user did not continue on.

"Sh… Shino…" Kiba looked up at Shino with pleading eyes when they had pulled away.

Shino brought a hand through the dog-lover's hair gently, causing Kiba to shudder slightly at the touch. "What's wrong? I've barely started touching you and you're already begging me."

Kiba couldn't think of anything to say as he stared at the person hovering above him. "Please…" He turned his head to the left and began burying it in the comfort of Shino's bed.

Shino stared at Kiba as he ran a hand down the other's torso. He paused at the base of Kiba's pants again, looking up to see if Kiba was having any second thoughts--he wasn't. He was staring Shino right in the eyes. Where did my sunglasses go? He must have dropped them somewhere in this mess of lust and emotions… It was reassurance enough for Shino to press onward.

He unbuttoned and unzipped Kiba's pants. Kiba's breathing was labored as he felt fingers touching the most sensitive part of him. It was overbearing and overwhelming, but he craved the attention and wanted more of it. Slowly, Shino began pulling Kiba's pants down, inch by inch. The feeling of his pants being removed and the coolness of the room colliding with the bareness of his thighs made Kiba grunt. He felt Shino's fingers web themselves around Kiba's growing bulge. Kiba's face became distorted at the feeling of Shino's fingers tapping at his bulge and moaned softly. Kiba desperately wanted for Shino touch him; do anything to him to end this need that was growing more and more painful with every tap of those fingers.

"Shi… no…"

Shino caught the hint. He pulled back off of Kiba and got off the bed, just barely reaching the door before Kiba stopped him.

"Hey… where… ha… are you… ha, ha, going…?"

Shino turned around to see Kiba was holding himself up with his arms, and looking at him with lust-filled eyes. His bangs were matted to his forehead whilst hair from the top of his head was sticking up in various angles from when Shino had brought his hand through it. His blush was still there, strong as ever and Shino thought that this was probably the cutest way he'd ever seen Kiba.

"I'll be right back," Shino replied. "I don't want to hurt you. I need to prep you first."

Kiba went to get up to walk up to Shino, but he'd forgotten that his pants were only partially down and wound up nearly falling down. Thankfully, Shino had caught him in time and picked him up to carry him back to the bed.

"You shouldn't be so reckless," he scolded, though lightly. "You could've hurt yourself and then I wouldn't be able to finish what we started."

"Shino…" Kiba wanted to be angry because, once more was he being picked on for his hastiness, and he didn't want that.

Shino brought a hand up to Kiba's face and caressed it gingerly before kissing him. "I'll be right back," he whispered against the dog-lover's lips. He got up and walked out the door. He walked into the bathroom, every bit thankful that he'd had his own and didn't have to share. He opened one of the drawers below his sink and pulled out a tube that was relatively unused and new, save for the dust that had collected on it from lack of use. He paused when he heard footsteps, listening to hear if they were coming his way up the stairs or not. But they didn't and he relaxed, taking the bottle with him back to the bedroom where Kiba was waiting for him.

Shino re-entered his room and shut the door and locked it. He wanted to make sure nothing unexpected occurred during this, but he also had to warn Kiba. He walked up to his new lover and pecked him chastely before setting the bottle on the floor next to the bed.

"Kiba, my father is home," he warned. "You can't be too loud or else he'll hear you. And I'm sure you don't want someone to walk in while we were getting too intimate…"

"Right…" Kiba's breathing had returned dramatically since Shino's absence and therefore, so had his ability to talk without excessive breathing. He wasn't at all excited, though, about Shino's father being home. That could cause problems--especially if Shino was planning to go as far as that bottle had indicated.

"I have to ask you something," Shino said suddenly.

"Hm? What's that?"

"Aren't you scared or nervous?" he asked. "I'm about to take something away from you that could seriously hurt you if I wasn't careful; and even at that, you'll still be sore for a couple days. You won't be able to walk right until the soreness has faded."

Kiba pondered this for a moment, knowing that this was legitimate and truthful, but simply decided that he was going to shrug it off. "Nah. I mean… I'm nervous just 'cause I've never done this before, but… I'm not scared. I trust you. You won't hurt me. Not intentionally, I mean," he added quickly before looking down at nothing in particular.

Shino cupped a hand around Kiba's chin and lifted his face up so that their eyes could meet. He kissed him and whispered, "I won't." He pushed Kiba back onto the bed to finish what he'd started earlier. He pulled Kiba's pants down to his ankles, paused, then decided that instead of waiting until later, he would just pull them off altogether and tossed them aimlessly to the side, not caring at that particular point in time about the location to which they landed. Kiba was left lying on the bed in his skivvies waiting for Shino's next move.

"Hey…" came Kiba's voice.

Shino looked up. Kiba was blushing again, but his breathing wasn't labored much.

"You gonna take those off?" He was implying Shino's mesh shirt and pants.

"Does it bother you?"

"Highly," Kiba admitted. "It's not fair. You can at least catch up before you even think about touching me again. Why do I have to be the partially naked one while you're still in pants and a shirt? I'm in boxers for Christ's sake."

Shino chuckled, but complied to Kiba's wishes nonetheless. "Better?"

Kiba didn't answer. He was staring at Shino's body, mesmerized by the site of the toned body, the smooth skin with the partial scarring, and inevitably, the bulge that existed just beneath the fabric of his boxers. He leaned forward in order to reach his friend. He was every bit curious to feel how his friend felt, just as he'd allowed Shino to do to him. After all, it was far, right?

The first thing he did was graze his fingers across Shino's torso, making sure to hit his nipples. The feeling of those hands caused a small moan to come out of Shino's mouth, and this inspired Kiba to keep going. He attached his mouth to Shino's throat, as Shino had done to him, and began sloppily sucking on his pulse, savoring the small moans coming out of the Aburame's throat. He brought a hand up and placed it on the other side of Shino's neck as he took the other to grab hold of Shino's hand. Shino gave Kiba's hand a squeeze every time Kiba had used the right amount of pressure to cause him to shudder or moan. Kiba seemed to enjoy this immensely, but he was aware that Shino would have to finish this eventually; so he pulled back.

Taking the upper hand back, Shino gently pushed Kiba back onto the bed, fully intent on working Kiba up to his climax. He fiddled with the waistline of Kiba's boxers, teasing him as a comeback for the hickey Kiba had surely left on his neck; childish as it was. Finally, he grabbed the edges and pulled them down slowly, listening as Kiba's breathing became labored. The last layer of clothing was coming off, and Kiba would be left exposed to the world. Shino's world.

Kiba felt thoroughly embarrassed to know that he was completely naked in front of his comrade. As much as he wanted to take the pillow beneath his head and cover himself with it, he didn't. There was no point in being shy during something like this; he didn't need to be told that.

Shino brought a hand forward and lightly touched the alien flesh, reveling in the reaction he'd received from Kiba. He wrapped his hand around it and felt Kiba's body tense up at said action. Shino enjoyed this as well. He started stroking it with this thumb and he brought his face up to watch Kiba's reactions from each stroke.

Kiba was blushing furiously, his mouth agape, his eyes closed, his eyebrows furrowed. He was holding onto the blankets beneath him tightly, tightening his grip every time Shino stroked him. Dear me… I don't know how much more of this I could possibly take. He let out a moan when Shino applied more pressure into each stroke.

Shino leaned forward and planted a kiss on the younger teen's hip before looking at his face again. He brushed his hand across the teen's face, causing Kiba to look up at Shino. Shino turned his hand around and grazed Kiba's face in a similar but backwards way with his knuckles. He hovered over Kiba and leaned his face closer to Kiba's to give him a passionate kiss. Kiba moaned into the kiss as one of Shino's hands coiled itself around Kiba's length. He pulled away from Shino and started panting heavily. "Shino… I… I can't take it anymore…"

"Just a little more," Shino assured. I won't be satisfied until I go all the way.

He brought himself back to Kiba's nether regions and brought his face down, just centimeters away from the throbbing need. He let go, much to the dismay of the younger lover, and left butterfly kisses all around the hardened member. Kiba let out a strained moan that made Shino panic for a quick second. He turned his head and listened for any footsteps heading towards his room; thankfully, there was no irregular stirring coming from the lower floor.

"Kiba," he said, his voice calm.

Kiba didn't look, but tried to calm his breathing as much as possible so that he could hear his lover.

"Try to be quiet--I don't want my father to hear you."

Kiba let out a tiny whimper as a response. He couldn't very well think straight with all the things Shino was doing to him, but he was grateful that he could at least comprehend English. … Despite not being able to think in English himself.

Shino lowered his head back down, this time to fully engulf the throbbing need in front of him. Using his hand, he took care of what he couldn't reach with his mouth.

Kiba jolted forward and grabbed hold of Shino's hair, instead of the bedpost like Shino had thought he would. He let out a jagged moan that he tried hard to suppress, but could barely hold it back. He tried to thrust his hips forward, but was restrained by Shino's free hand. He growled in frustration but whimpered when Shino applied more pressure around the base of his length. He fell back onto the bed, though his grip on Shino's hair still remained. "Shino…" The sense of Shino's warm mouth around him was overbearing. He could feel the blood rushing to the pit of his stomach as he was nearing his peak. I… I have to let him know…

"Shino… I'm…"

Shino was aware of what Kiba was trying to say, and once again applied more pressure. Kiba let out another strangled moan as he could finally relinquish himself. His climax was shot into Shino's mouth, to which he gladly swallowed down. Shino looked up at Kiba and smiled softly. You're so beautiful.

"Shino…" whispered Kiba.

"What is it, Kiba?" Shino asked with concern. "Is something wrong?"

The dog-lover shook his head slowly. "No…"

"Then what?"

Kiba turned to face Shino, looking at him as best he could through partially closed eyes, blurred vision, and the embarrassment of his position. "I love you," he half-whispered, half-whimpered.

Shino smiled and gave Kiba a loving kiss on his forehead and whispered, "I love you, too." He pulled back and looked down at Kiba before grabbing the bottle he'd placed on the floor. The boy was still lost in his own world, but he looked at Shino and gave him a confused look. Shino didn't say anything and pulled Kiba into his lap, and Kiba's first reaction was to wrap his arms around Shino's neck. He forced Kiba back just a little bit as he popped open the cap of the bottle and poured a generous amount onto his hand. Once he was satisfied that he had enough, he pressed a kiss to Kiba's cheek. "This might sting a little, but I promise the pain won't stay for too long," he forewarned, then after a pause, "You can stop now if you want to. I won't hesitate to pull back and take you home."

Kiba shook his head. "No. I want to."

That was all Shino needed to hear. He took Kiba's arms and moved them until Kiba understood and wrapped them around Shino's neck, burying his face into the crook of Shino's neck. Shino wrapped one arm around Kiba's torso, his hand resting on the small of the other's back while his other hand moved more south as he searched for the entrance. He pushed his finger through the tight ring, bracing himself for any sounds of discomfort to come from Kiba.

Kiba's face became distorted and he grunted as he tried to decide if he liked the feeling of having something so bizarre penetrating him. Immediately, Shino stopped, his finger still inside of Kiba.

"Are you alright?" Shino asked, with concern easily apparent in his voice.

Kiba nodded. "… It, it just feels weird. No big deal."

Shino nodded and inserted another finger. Kiba wasn't so sure he was fond of just one finger inside of him, and he was definitely sure he disliked the feeling of another finger probing him. He tensed up and Shino stopped almost as soon as Kiba had tensed.

"Kiba," Shino scolded lightly. "You have to relax. I can't do this if you don't. It'll only hurt you more."

Kiba didn't move.

"Kiba?"

"Yeah… I hear ya. I have to relax. I'll try but Shino…"

"I know." Shino placed a kiss on Kiba's forehead. He placed his head on Kiba's shoulder as a gesture of reassurance as he started moving his fingers, preparing Kiba for what was to eventually come.

Kiba's grip tightened as he felt Shino's fingers moving around inside of him, unsure of what to make of the whole situation. This caused Shino to pause for a split second, but he continued. He couldn't stop because if he'd just tried to get it over with, the pain Kiba would inevitably feel would be excruciating, and it didn't need to be.

"Ah… Aaahhh… Shino…"

Well, at least I know where to look now, thought Shino, though with slight sarcasm. Shino continuously teased and tormented Kiba by running his fingers across that little pleasure spot, enjoying the teen's insanity. He let out strangled moans each time Shino brushed it until he couldn't find his breath and couldn't make a sound--only his mouth agape and his tightening grip on Shino was Shino's reassurance that Kiba was still alive. And poor Kiba hadn't the slightest clue as to how he should handle this. Shino had no idea just how much torture it was on his body to have to endure for so long and so much.

Finally, Shino removed his fingers, much to Kiba's relief. Shino pulled Kiba back to look him in the eyes.

"Sh… S… ha…" Kiba couldn't even get out Shino's name.

Shino took his hand off the small of Kiba's back and ran it through Kiba's hair. "Are you ready?"

Kiba was in a daze, barely able to comprehend the fact that Shino was facing him; forgetting where he was, and almost completely sure he had no idea who he was. His face was beat red, he was sweating profusely, the temperature felt clearly over a hundred to him, and he'd just realized Shino had spoken to him.

He huffed and panted as he tried to calm himself down enough to where he could speak, but couldn't. He nodded, hoping he'd just answered the question he thought Shino had asked, but wasn't entirely sure. He hoped it wasn't the one where Shino had asked him if he wanted Shino to stop…

Gently, Shino guided Kiba back onto his back to lie on the bed. At first, Kiba wasn't sure if Shino was going to grab his clothes and dress him. However, when he saw Shino reach for that bottle again, he realized that Shino was going to prepare even further. He watched as Shino's fingers ran across his own length, and he felt himself going even further into a daze.

Once he was satisfied, Shino closed the lid to the bottle and set it aside--as he could worry about it later--and crawled atop of Kiba, his hands on both sides of Kiba's head. Gently, he lowered himself down so as not to crush the younger teen, and slowly guided himself inside. And despite his attempts at keeping himself relaxed, Kiba simply couldn't ignore the fact that the pain was unbearable. He gritted his teeth together as his eyes clamped shut as tears started to flow out. Shino propelled himself up with the upper halves of his arms and leaned down to kiss the tears away. "I'm sorry," he whispered repeatedly against the younger teen's face. Gingerly, he hoisted Kiba back into his lap, continuing to kiss him until the tears stopped coming. Kiba clung to Shino as if his life depended on it and buried his face in the crook of his lover's neck, nuzzling it. "Tell me when you're ready," Shino whispered into Kiba's ear. Kiba nodded and moved his head so that he could see what was behind Shino, partly to keep his mind off the pain that he was feeling in his lower backside. He began to relax as soon as he felt Shino rubbing his back and decided that he was finally ready.

"Shino…" he whispered into his companion's neck.

Shino understood. Slowly, he began to pull in and out of his companion, listening at his grunts and whimpers, making sure to hear in case he made a noise of agonizing pain. Thankfully, they were nothing serious.

"Nn… ah…" Kiba's noises were slowly becoming the result of the pleasure. "Shi… no… Faster…"

Shino smirked, but complied nonetheless. His thrusts came in harder and faster each time, emitting louder and more jagged moans to come from Kiba's throat. Shino had to stop to remind Kiba about his father being on the first floor of his house. Kiba pouted but didn't say anything. Shino started thrusting once more and Kiba took into consideration what Shino said by covering his mouth every time he felt like he was going to moan too loudly. He thought he was going to die from the restraint he had to put on himself just for Shino's sake. And Shino wasn't exactly being merciless about the situation either. It was enough to make the poor dog-boy cry.

Shino started kissing and sucking behind Kiba's ear and began moving down until he reached the teen's collarbone. He reached a hand down to the neglected member and relished the noise he received from Kiba as he began to pump in rhythm with his thrusts. He pushed Kiba back onto the bed as his thrusts grew more and more out of rhythm, his lust consuming him entirely.

Kiba screamed behind his hand at the pleasure that was taking over his body. How much more of this could he possibly take? Not much more… Kiba felt that his end was coming closer and closer with each thrust and each pump. He felt the blood in his body travel once again down south to his abdomen. He shuddered once and thought, I'm… I need to tell Shino… He opened his eyes to the ceiling and said as best as he could, "Shi… ahh… Shin… o… I'm... nnnhh… I'm…" He couldn't finish. He reached his peak for the second time in a row, silently moaning Shino's name.

Dear lord… Shino thought. Just hearing Kiba calling his name like that could make him climax. He continued to thrust in and out of Kiba, though he had let go of Kiba's member when he'd came. He was determined to finish this, despite the fact that Kiba was now nothing more than moving flesh beneath him, exhausted, tired, and out of energy; he could hardly even breathe.

"Shi…" he pleaded.

Almost there--hold on, Shino thought. "Just… a little more." He shifted his position with Kiba, sitting back on his butt and throwing Kiba into his lap as he angled his thrusts. He continued hitting Kiba in the same spot over and over again. Kiba's mouth hang open as he tried to moan, but he was so tired and out of breath that all he could manage were tears. Finally, Shino let out a shudder as he came. With a content sigh, he pulled out of Kiba and gently laid the boy onto his bed. He was breathing hard and his face was red as he tried to relax. Shino got off his bed, pulled the blanket up over Kiba, and began to clean and dress himself. He walked over to Kiba, pecked him on the nose, and said, "I'll be right back." He had to get his sunglasses, after all. If father discovers them before I do, he'll question my doing between now and then… That wouldn't be good.

Downstairs, Shino's father, Shibi, was busy reading a book. Shino wasn't sure what, though. He spotted his sunglasses sitting neatly on a coffee table, and he immediately thought of a response to give his father, should he ask. Unfortunately, he did.

"Why were your sunglasses on the floor?" he asked coolly.

"Kiba and I were fooling around and he knocked them off," Shino replied, with the same tone.

"I didn't think you were one to forget that your sunglasses were on the floor."

"Accidents happen, I suppose."

Shibi said no more as he returned to his reading. Shino took this as an excusal to leave; he put his sunglasses back in their respective place, and walked back upstairs to his room where he would see Kiba.

"Kiba, are you alright?" Shino asked, kneeling down in front of Kiba.

Kiba looked over to Shino and smiled wearily. "Yeah… just tired…"

"Sleep, then."

Kiba didn't like that vague statement. "What about you?"

"I won't leave. I'll stay right here."

Kiba shook his head. "No, get in bed with me. We fucked--you ain't got no choice. You have to get in bed with me."

Shino shook his head, but smiled. He crawled into bed and pulled Kiba to his side. Kiba smiled happily and let out a sigh of joy as he curled up against the taller boy. His head was right over Shino's heart, the sound of the soft beating lulling him off. Shino's hand was moving back and forth on Kiba's back before it stayed in place on Kiba's waist. He brought another hand and placed it on the side of Kiba's head as he felt Kiba's breathing become deeper and deeper. I can dress him and take him home when he gets up, he thought happily. He started stroking the sleeping boy's hair as he whispered, "I love you, Kiba…"